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E'er cross'd the dear child's thoughts.I see 'tis but the ev'ning breeze

By Heaven she could not straightened be.Attempt to bend her, and she'll break;If left alone, more crooked grows madam;What well could be worse, my good friend, Adam?--For woman due allowance make;'Twere grievous, if thy rib should break!